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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391208" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Homage To Sextus Propertius - XII</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who, who will be the next man to entrust his girl to a friend?<br>Love interferes with fidelities;<br>The gods have brought shame on their relatives;<br>Each man wants the pomegranate for himself;<br>Amiable and harmonious people are pushed incontinent into duels,<br>A Trojan and adulterous person came to Menelaus under the rites of hospitium,<br>And there was a case in Colchis, Jason and that woman in Colchis;<br>And besides, Lynceus,<br>you were drunk.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Could you endure such promiscuity?<br>She was not renowned for fidelity;<br>But to jab a knife in my vitals, to have passed on a swig of poison,<br>Preferable, my dear boy, my dear Lynceus,<br>Comrade, comrade of my life, of my purse, of my person;<br>But in one bed, in one bed alone, my dear Lynceus<br>I deprecate your attendance;<br>I would ask a like boon of Jove.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And you write of Achelous, who contended with Hercules,<br>You write of Adrastus' horses and the funeral rites of Achenor,<br>And you will not leave off imitating Aeschylus.<br>Though you make a hash of Antimachus,<br>You think you are going to do Homer.<br>And still a girl scorns the gods,<br>Of all these young women<br>not one has enquired the cause of the world,<br>Nor the modus of lunar eclipses<br>Nor whether there be any patch left of us<br>After we cross the infernal ripples,<br>nor if the thunder fall from predestination;<br>Nor anything else of importance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Upon the Actian marshes Virgil is Phoebus' chief of police,<br>He can tabulate Caesar's great ships.<br>He thrills to Ilian arms,<br>He shakes the Trojan weapons of Aeneas,<br>And casts stores on Lavinian beaches.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Make way, ye Roman authors,<br>clear the street, ye Greeks,<br>For a much larger Iliad is on the course of construction<br>(and to Imperial order)<br>Clear the streets, O ye Greeks!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And you also follow him 'neath Phrygian pine shade:<br>Thyrsis and Daphnis upon whittled reeds,<br>And how ten sins can corrupt young maidens;<br>Kids for a bribe and pressed udders,<br>Happy selling poor loves for cheap apples.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tityrus might have sung the same vixen;<br>Corydon tempted Alexis,<br>Head farmers do likewise, and lying weary amid their oats<br>They get praise from tolerant Hamadryads.'<br>Go on, to Ascraeus' prescription, the ancient, respected, Wordsworthian:<br>‘A flat field for rushes, grapes grow on the slope.'<br>And behold me, small fortune left in my house.<br>Me, who had no general for a grandfather!<br>I shall triumph among young ladies of indeterminate character,<br>My talent acclaimed in their banquets,<br>I shall be honoured with yesterday's wreaths.<br>And the god strikes to the marrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a trained and performing tortoise,<br>I would make verse in your fashion, if she should command it,<br>With her husband asking a remission of sentence,<br>And even this infamy would not attract numerous readers<br>Were there an erudite or violent passion,<br>For the nobleness of the populace brooks nothing below its own altitude.<br>One must have resonance, resonance and sonority . . .<br>like a goose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Varro sang Jason's expedition,<br>Varro, of his great passion Leucadia,<br>There is song in the parchment; Catullus the highly indecorous,<br>Of Lesbia, known above Helen;<br>And in the dyed pages of Calvus,<br>Calvus mourning Quintilia,<br>And but now Gallus had sung of Lycoris.<br>Fair, fairest Lycoris<br>The waters of Styx poured over the wound:<br>And now Propertius of Cynthia, taking his stand among these.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ezra+Pound">Ezra Pound</a><div class=q>
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Love interferes with fidelities;
The gods have brought shame on their relatives;
Each man wants the pomegranate for himself;
Amiable and harmonious people are pushed incontinent into d..."></div>
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